poem: lucid dreams conversation

do you know where this is?
our home in Nashville.
I thought it was the farm.

come on, I say,
let’s get the day started
let’s see what we can do

whatever it is
it won’t be much
just a little bit

there will be time for naps
and dreams spanning a lifetime
on this voyage of transfiguration

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
March 25, 2021

photo by Herb Stone
‘Sweet Dreams’

Author’s note: The daily conversations
of a care giver for their Beloved sharing
eternal Life and Love.